Chapter 36

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*Your POV*

"GIVE ME BACK MY PRADA PURSE!!"

"NO WAY! NOT UNTIL YOU APOLOGIZE FOR RUINING MY HAIR!!"

"I TOLD YOU! IT WASN'T ME!!"

"OH YEAH RIGHT!!"

I groan and crawl out of bed and go downstairs to see what all the fuss is about.

"Whats going on in here?" I ask.

"Eleanor won't give me back my purse!" Perrie says.

Eleanor scoffs.

"Only because you ruined my hair!"

"I did not!"

"Yes you did!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"GIRLS!" I yell.

They turn to me.

"Calm down. Perrie explain your side of the story."

"Okay so here I was just sitting in my room, when Eleanor came barging in and took my Prada purse! I went after her and then she started yelling at me for ruining her hair!"

"That did not happen!" Eleanor protests.

"Yes it did!"

"Girls! Eleanor explain your side of the story."

"Okay well there I was just in my bathroom finishing my make up and then I put in this new hair product I got, but when I was finished, my hair just poofed into a Afro! I peeled the covering off and saw it was Insta Afro cream! And I know Perrie did it because she loves to mess with me!"

"Okay that may be true but it wasn't me who pranked you!" Perrie says.

"Then who was it?!"

"It was me."

We turn around and find Y/F/N standing there.

"Y/F/N!! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO MY HAIR!?" Eleanor whines.

She laughs.

"Cause it was funny! Your hair looks hilarious!"

Eleanor glares.

"Doesn't matter. Nobody messes with my hair and gets away with it!"

"Oooo! I'm so scared!" Y/F/N mocks.

"You better be."

"Okay then. Can I have my purse back now?" Perrie asks turning to Eleanor.

"Sure. Sorry for accusing you." Eleanor says handing Perrie the purse.

"Its okay." Perrie says taking it.

"Now that that's settled. Who's up for watching the guys' latest interview?" I say.

"Me!" they say.

"Okay someone get Danielle and lets get started."

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The interview is over and now were sitting around in our own little worlds.

"Who wants ice cream?" Y/F/N asks.

"Me!" we say.

She goes into the kitchen and grabs the ice cream.

She comes back and hands us each a spoon.

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